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Dear Mrs. Meyers, I hate to say this and inflate your already large ego, but I'm having such a great time! Thank you for making me go. That was clever of you to persuade us both before we thought it through. I might not have come then. I feel this abnormal and new comfort with Serena. She's such a wonderful person with a giving heart. I just wished it worked better. Remember that strange feeling in my chest when she walked into the diner? Well, it's because she's sick. Her doctors say she doesn't have much time left. I look at her sometimes and try to will some of my strength into her. I know that sounds silly. I talked to her brother Austin on the phone tonight and he's real nice. It's so strange to me how close they are, and all the love they share. But I'm learning. You should hear